Four years ago: I was new in town and looking for friends. I was in a long-distance relationship with my best friend. I had lost 20 lbs due to extreme anxiety, in less than a month. I worked three restaurant

My story starts with my mom was raped when I was conceived. Then after I was born, I was raped continually throughout my childhood. I was raped and tortured in the name of God and bible. I was raped by

This is a story that will forever haunt me every time I look back on it… Telling people was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. My current girlfriend, who knows about it, suggested that I posted about it

It was a sunny April Friday afternoon, 1981when I came home from school, up until this point in my life I wasn’t very knowledgeable about life regarding sex, and or even my body, I just didn’t. Anyway at 13, I

My world was full of life and curiosity during my freshman year of high school. I was social, outgoing, and ready to achieve my biggest dreams. During the first few months of school, I made a whole new group of

My parents divorced when I was probably about 6 years old, and my brother, Bryan, and I were stuck with my mother. I would learn several years later in life that our father did try to get custody multiple times,

When I was thirteen, I didn’t have a care in the world. I knew that the world was dangerous, there were evil people, and most people were not to be trusted, but all of this never prepared me for someone

He lamented to me the fears of his future. Love, philosophies, his trials and his tribulations. I opened my heart and accepted his pain, his worldly strife. Though he was a complex man with worry in his heart, he had

I was about 5 years old when I noticed my brothers behavior changed and sometimes he would even scare me I remember him touching me inappropriately but I couldn’t tell my mom I knew she wouldn’t belive me I remember

#MeToo: The TRUTH, unedited, for the first time. It started as such an innocuous hashtag, something I saw on social media and thought, “Wow, that’s cool.” But here I am, days, months, and now a year after I first dove

Tonight, I was reading a book called full frontal feminism. I felt empowered and strong until I reached a certain chapter. The chapter was about sexual assault and domestic violence. I could feel a ping in my heart as I

Hello, my names Jessica and I’m an addict. I’m 19 years old and struggling with PTSD and bipolar disorder, as well as the urge not to use any drugs. Me, 7 months ago: There isn’t a certain drug I’d consider

Please answer the phone. Please answer the phone. Please answer the fucking phone. Dead tone. Beep beep beep. Those beeps became such a feeble connection to the regular world, such wholesome little beeps, like the excitement of watching a truck

Drink one. Drink two. Drink seven. Alcohol can create blur lines for yourself, and eventually, put you in a place of darkness. One minute you’re standing there with your friends having a good time, the next minute you’re waking up

My brother’s best friend, “C”, babysat my little sister and I was younger without any supervision. My parents were in the house, but in another room. We were in my brother’s room playing the PlayStation. Every other turn my sister

My story included a case of public humiliation, abuse and sexual harassment in Slovenia, by sexual predators and psychopaths. The harassment included massive abuse of past e-mail correspondence with a former Secretary of State of the Ministry of Finance, whom

My name is Wilson Shantae and I am a Sex Trafficking Survivor. My journey started at the age of 14. My mother was addicted to heroin and sold me to the neighborhood drug dealer, who at that time was my

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